But on what ? Beer, wine, poetry or love? As you wish, but be drunk.
And if sometimes, on the steps to a palace of the green grass of a dich, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkeness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything, that is groaning, everything, that is speaking, Ask, what time it is, and wind, wave, bird, clock will answer you: It´s time to be drunk! So, as not to be martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On beer, on wine, on poetry or on love, as you wish !
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